Xia Wanyuan, with a brush, was drawing on rice paper,

In order not to disturb Xia Wanyuan's creation, they sat a little far away from Xia Wanyuan. They could only see her smooth movement, but could not see the picture on the paper.

However, it has to be said that Xia Wanyuan's standing posture and spirit like bamboo and pine in his paintings were highly appreciated by everyone,

"Lao Zhang, I don't believe that such a young girl is the master who let the two department heads compete with each other if you didn't guarantee it."

"Headmaster, I didn't believe it at first, but you'll know if she is after reading her works."

"I hope so."

I thought it would take half an hour to an hour, but before I finished a cup of tea, Xia Wanyuan had already put down his pen,

"That's it!" President Yang and the two department heads came to the table in surprise,

A vivid picture of the water coming out of the lotus is placed on the table. The ink is not dry yet, which makes the water drops on the lotus petals droop and fill the painting with ethereal charm.

"Good painting!! Good word!! Great The director of the art department even said three good words. This painting is not only vivid, but also profound. It's the work of the late Xia master.

The director looked at the painting and the delicate Xia Wanyuan beside him. "It's unbelievable that master Xia was such a young girl in the evening. It's really the back wave pushing the front wave. Little girl, the future is limitless."

President Yang also believed in the fact that Xia Wanyuan was the late Xia,

"We believe it. Now let's talk about it." Headmaster Yang returns to the office with people.

The director of literature department walked beside Xia Wanyuan and discussed several issues with her. Xia Wanyuan had a clear idea and a unique angle, which gave him a lot of inspiration. When he arrived at President Yang's office, he was extremely convinced of Xia Wanyuan.

"Well, Miss Xia is really brilliant," principal Yang looked at other people in embarrassment, "but after all, her seniority is not old enough, and her age and appearance may cause a lot of controversy."

Although the two department heads want to recruit Xia Wanyuan, what President Yang said is also reasonable. After all, her age and appearance, coupled with her identity in the entertainment industry, will cause a big stir if she is introduced rashly.

"How about that?" Professor Zhang thought for a moment, "let's go through the formalities first, let yuan Wanxia participate in the school's research projects, curriculum compilation and so on, and not participate in teaching for the time being. We have just seen her talent. Just give her a little time to accumulate some qualifications, and then let her go to the school to give lectures when she has achievements."

When Professor Zhang said this, the two department heads were excited. After all, it's a busy time. There is a shortage of people in course writing and project research. If Xia Wanyuan can participate, their pressure will be greatly reduced.

President Yang considered, "what does Miss Xia mean?"

"I have no problem." Xia Wanyuan nodded.

"What about the Department?" The two directors are in a hurry. They both want this man,

"If Miss Xia doesn't mind, you can sign two copies together."

"I don't have a problem." in Xia Wanyuan's eyes, literature and art are one, so they don't feel that they are different.

"Well, let's sign the employment contract now," said President Yang, drawing out the ready contract and putting it in front of Xia Wanyuan,

Both parties left their fingerprints in the signing area and the contract came into force,

"Welcome to Professor Xia," President Yang put away the contract, stood up and held out his hand to Xia Wanyuan,

Xia Wanyuan officially became a visiting professor at the highest University in China.

"Professor Xia, we'll be colleagues in the future," said Professor Zhang, sending Xia Wanyuan out,

"Professor Zhang is joking. If you don't understand anything in the future, please give me more advice." Xia Wanyuan smiles modestly,

"I'm afraid your future achievements are much higher than mine. I don't dare to teach you," Professor Zhang said with a smile. "I have another project, which is sent here. You are welcome to join Qingda."

"OK, goodbye."

Separated from Professor Zhang, Xia Wanyuan sent a message to junshiling, asking him not to pick him up. She went back to the manor directly.

The driver is still on the road. Just now, it's still sunny. Suddenly, it's dark. It's raining heavily in summer. Pedestrians on the road are afraid of being caught in the rain and run in a hurry.

The gale raised the dust on the ground, and a white car slowly stopped beside Xia Wanyuan,

"Sister Wan Yuan, why are you here?"